Lyrics:
I’m allergic
Wash my hands with em detergent
And Ion even care if it hurted
I keep a shoulder that stay hypothermic
Know what you did to deserve this
I pushed you away
Saw your face, didn't know what to say
This sound like a bad love letter
You know I'm bad at singing
And I'm bad with women
But I'm
momma she bad perfect smile love her swag
(Verse 2)
Just look at lol momma she so amazing
Ass fat must be black and asain
Perfect smile It'll drive u
don't deserve it
Really bad person
Trust more in God
By tomorrow you'd be gone
Trust more in God
It fucking hurts
Having you around it's the worst
I'm
I'm taking you down
Bitch, this a freestyle you know I ain't write it
She on her way over I know she excited
She know I don't smoke but I told her
see me in a Club.
Ha yeah.
Whatchu kno about it?
Break a Whole Pound into 8th n Dubs
U needa few P's with no Shake & rub.
Let me know ahead of time
[master p]
You know what?
This ghetto got me so crazy
My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone call or ring away from death
Ain't this fucked up
Big
Jude, refrain, don't carry the world
Upon your shoulders for well, you know
That it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain,
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders.
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
the pain, Hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
I just got me a louis bag
It got some cash in it
And if u see me walking round im with the baddest chick
Oo i swear she bad
Wooooo!
Nothing average
U
eleven homies rollin' by my side (Rollin' by my side)
From my room across the globe, now it's our time to shine (Our time to shine)
Issa cold world (Ice),
these caps off in these bitches
So why you want to mess with this
So why you want to take off this piece
Fool I'm bad to the bone, jone, chrome tech
on cloud 9
Still having chicken like Popeyes
Still doing drive bys
Fuck nigga play we gone slide by
Bails of that gas
You know how we get it in
And we got
(Bongo, turn it up)
Sweet dreams, yeah
I was gettin' head, bae
I'm comin' bad to you, baby (Bongo by the way)
Come get this inner peace (sweet
heard the rumors from ya folks/
I ain’t trippin cuz u know what u know /
Hook:
I don’t really give a dam /
Niggas know I am the man /
Ima do it for my
sayin
You could never doubt
Say I can't make it
This what I'm about hustlin and singin
You should know by now that I'm not playin
You should know by now
Raise 'em up, if you know the real me
Raise 'em up, if you know the feeling
In a cold rush, it can't kill me
No matter how bad, know your spirts fill me
even here
Oh yeah feel like a ghost In the crib
Gotta catch a vibe by myself
InThaPink alone know we do it all by ourselves
In The Field Know we it so
to know
Gonna say it real slow
'Cause I ain't repeatin' this
Here stuff no more woo, Lord
I'm gonna love you when you're good
Chastise you when you're bad
five bands on the floor
Spilled the water, then I throw in the fifth
I left my ex there, I'm bad as piss
I know she probably hated it, nigga
But I don't
beautiful when I lose my mind
Is it cute when I think bad thoughts
Bad thoughts
Bad thoughts
Is it cute when I think bad thoughts
Bad thoughts
Bad thoughts
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